The year before my eldest was born (after five years of infertility treatments) I made one dozen quilts.
They were different sizes and used different construction methods. Many of them were gifts for people. Others I kept for my "hope chest" becuase I was still allegedly hopeful.
After each quilt I completed I would say something assinine like, "I'm not a quilter but..." and then I would launch into my next quilting project.
I think I was reluctant to claim my identity as a quilter because I had very high standards for that appelation. Quilters were people who had very neat stitches and a degree in color theory and exhibited works at the State Fair and possibly took comissions for custom quilts. (Oh-- I actually took a comission for a custom quilt during this time too!)
So now I am not a gardener.
I am not a gardener as I turn over large sections of sod to enlarge the half-circle part-shade garden in the front.
I continue to not be a gardener as I create terraced spots to plant things on the hill.
I am adamantly not a gardener filling the truck with 1/2 cubic yard of Organic Growers Blend (poopy dirt) and distributing it with my little red wheelbarrow throughout the various growing spots in the yard.
Following is a chronology of my lack of gardening over the last 3 days...
I was going to get dirt, but it rained. I don't remember what I did instead. Ummm... took friend to Whole Foods and had tea. Then presumably did other things. Possibly just sat around reading. Really, I couldn't say. I hope I am not accused of a crime on May 19, 2014 because I certainly cannot provide any kind of alibi.
went to get 1/2 cubic yard of dirt for new raised-bed garden (and to ammend soil of old garden spaces)
distributed dirt (dang, that is a lot of dirt)
limbed the wild linden trees overgrowing the alley and shading the entire front yard. (There is still shade, I promise)
"trimmed" the yew bushes. Which involved completely taking one of them out by the roots. This is more typical of my trimming.
enlarged the front half-circle garden and encircled it with brick edgers reclaimed from other areas of the yard
loaded all the branches from my trimming projects, with help from my offspring
Grateful Crap: good weather for planting crap
took meds; except for Wednesday night. I forgot. Don't know why. I was very tired.
lots of hard work in the sun.
did 30 minutes on elliptical trainer on Tuesday
Superbettering? too allergic to keyboard to want to check in. But I know some of the things I was doing anyway count in the battle against Depression. Like the physical work. And being outside. And doing things for friends. And drinking enough water.
Quaker, teacher, parent,